My brother in law’s cousin brother was insatiable, kept pounding me as if there was no tomorrow. It was two hours drive to my town. My husband Mural... was out of station and would come after 4 days. Though there was no hurry, I wanted to reach home before dark.Problem when you are travelling alone is that your thoughts will wander and you will lose focus and it happened to me that day. My thoughts went back to my first fucking session, as I was driving on the deserted stretch of road……………………… We. The boy was also hooded, and the smooth leather felt good against my thighs. I wriggled as the strap was tightened, and I felt the protrusion of the boy's nose through the hood as it wedged between my thighs.More straps were added -- one around my thighs and behind the boy's neck, which jammed his face all the more firmly against my legs; two others to pin our respective buttocks and shoulders together. I felt straps being checked and adjusted and neatened. Then I felt Angus getting off the. Freshman English Comp was one of the few classes she enjoyed. The instructor, Professor Wilmington ("Just call me Prof."), calmly took for granted the adulation of his female students. Young -- in his early thirties -- dynamic, and conventionally handsome. A hell of a good teacher, too. He made the act of writing come alive. His praise for an effectively written story or poem, or even just for a well-turned phrase, brightened Beth's afternoons."I'm giving all of you a rather unusual assignment. "Mmmmm, I think I know how we can kill the time." Jenna unhooks my bra and lets it fall on the floor. She licks her lips when she sees my big breasts. Jenna looks at me when she leans forward and lets the tip of her tongue swirl around my already hard nipple. Her other hand grabs my other breast and plays with my nipple. "Uh, I like this kind of amusement," I moan. Jenna leaves my breast and starts kissing her up to my mouth. Again our tongues duel each other. I open the laces of her bathrobe.